Qian Zhaozhao was not the only one who was confused. All the young ladies in the banquet hall who wanted to dance with Mo Chifeng did not expect this answer from him.
He didn't bring a female partner when he came, so the "dance partner" he mentioned must have been found temporarily.
Who did he fancy?
Everyone had a guess in their mind, and their eyes drifted towards Rong Lingling in unison.
What they thought of, Qian Zhaozhao also thought of it.
Rong Linngling felt the hostile looks coming from everywhere, and the black lines were endless.
She finally understood why Qian Zhaozhao suddenly treated her just now.
The culprit is the indifferent boss next to her.
She was regarded as a love rival by Qian Zhaozhao and others.
It's simply a disaster.
She was looking at Mo Chifeng now as if she were looking at a troublesome person, but Mo Chifeng was completely unaware. He raised the corners of his lips and said with a faint smile, "My dance partner is this person next to me."
Miss Rong Lingling."
For a moment, the eyes of Qian Zhaozhao and others were filled with jealousy and anger.
Why does Rong Lingling have such good luck? Is it just because of that vixen-like face?
"When will I become yours..."
Rong Linngling wanted to retort, but she only spoke halfway when she saw Mo Chifeng make a "silence" gesture to her, then stretched out his long arm to wrap around her shoulders, and at the same time, he leaned closer.
"Here, only you and I can rely on each other." His lips stopped next to her ear, and when he spoke, the air sprayed on her skin, tickling her.
"Really?" Rong Lingling replied with two words, and the expression on his face changed immediately. He pushed away his face with a bright smile, and at the same time put a hand on his shoulder, "Let's go, let's go dance!
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The reason for coming to Mr. Qian’s birthday party is not simple.
He knows this, and so does she.
In the entire banquet hall, no one can help me except the other party.
The music started playing, and the two of them took the lead in sliding onto the dance floor, shocking a group of people.
At Mr. Qian's birthday banquet, when Qian Zhaozhao was supposed to perform the dance, Mo Chifeng and Rong Lingling directly stole all the limelight?
Doesn’t this mean not giving the Qian family face?
Someone looked up at Mr. Qian who was sitting at the top. As expected, Mr. Qian's face turned green and he clasped the armrests with both hands. Qian Zhaozhao's face was also not good-looking. He pulled a young rich man who had a crush on her and danced behind them.
Started dancing.
"It's all your fault." Before the dance was even halfway through, Rong Lingling stared at his face and said.
"Why blame me?" Mo Chifeng couldn't figure it out.
"The eldest lady of the Qian family has fallen in love with you. Seeing that you and I are so close, she hates falling in love with me."
Because she didn't want to be heard by others, she deliberately lowered her voice, but her breath was a little unsteady at this time, so it sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
Such an opportunity was once in a lifetime, Mo Chifeng suddenly had the idea of teasing her, and said in a doting tone, "What should we do? I can help you get revenge?"
"Who wants you to help me!" Rong Linngling blushed, coughed slightly, and took the initiative to end the vague ambiguity, saying seriously, "Just think you owe me a favor!"
As for Qian Zhaozhao, he currently does not pose any threat to her.
If she doesn't cause trouble for her in the future, she won't devote her energy to making things difficult for her, but if she doesn't give in, she won't let her control her.
More and more people are gathering around them, but they are like the leaders among them. With their expressions in place and coordinated movements, they easily steal the attention of all onlookers. No one can surpass or replace them.
In the corner, Jian Mu raised her phone and took a picture of the moment when they looked at each other and smiled.